I'm always writing about being sick in these blogs. This just hasn't been my tour as far as health goes. Basically everything I eat has had a negative effect on me. I might as well stick to potatoes and carrot sticks from now on. I'm blaming the sushi I had for either an extremely terrible case of food poisoning or the stomach flu. Poor Nick stayed up all night with me, offering me ibuprofen and lugging up a room heater from downstairs.
Trying to return to optimal health on tour is difficult. I can take all the vitamin C and Echinachea in the world and still not see any signs of improvement. Dia said it best. She says sickness sticks around on tour because we are all exhausted and don't sleep enough.
During the same night I had food poisoning (I say "night" because 4:00 a.m. is still night to me.) we perfumed at KSL, a local MORNING news station in Salt Lake City. "Meg and Dia" didn't have half as many red-eye morning news recordings and fly dates and radio station interviews as "Dia Frampton" does. I swear we have played more news stations and radio stations than we have played actual venues on this tour. Yes, I understand that these performances are necessary for the promotion of Dia's new album, "Red", but all I'm asking for is one good night's sleep.
|Trying to look "awake" for our performance on KSL 5 Morning News in Salt Lake City|
After the news taping, I spent the entire day tucked away in my bunk with my electric blanket, (which has been a godsend this tour.) I could hear people in the front lounge talking about "sound check" and "pizza" and "set times", all words that immediately made me want to throw up AGAIN.
Of course I had to have food poisoning on the night before our show in our home town.
I played and sang what I could during soundcheck. I play "shakers" during "Billy the Kid". I tried to pick up these two pound shakers that felt like bowling balls. I managed to shake through a verse and half a chorus. Then I hung onto my keyboard stand for dear life. How could I possibly play a set in this physical state?
After sound check, I went straight back into my bunk. I slept for a few hours. Nick popped his head in to let me know that Andrew Allen had just started his set, and that I should probably start getting ready. I put on a few more layers of clothing, pulled myself out of my bunk, and began applying make-up to mask how terrible I felt.
Our intro music started playing. We did our pre-show chant, "Salt Lake City, It's bobsled time!", and we made our way to the stage.
The first song felt…o.k. Hey maybe I could get through this!
|Photo by Jessica McAllister. Courtesy of Flourish Photography|
You know how people always say, when you aren't quite feeling top notch that you should pretend like you are and continue doing all the things you normally do, like go for a jog maybe? Well, that's how playing the show went for me. I found myself shrugging off my aching bones and my nauseous stomach. The energy of the crowd's dancing and smiling rubbed off on me.
I actually had a pretty great show...
O.K. I promise that all my blogs aren't going to be me whining. I'm finishing up this blog from Dia and my hotel room in Salt Lake City. We are just about to catch a flight out to Seattle to perform on another morning news station. I ate some mexican food across the street. My stomach is finally able to handle solids. I am feeling much better.
Today is another day.